" "It came from Lady Trafford's jewel-box. "Now, Jack," cried Thames, warmly grasping Sheppard's hand, "you are my friend again. In one of the cabins a man sat on the edge of his narrow bunk. She might scream until her voice failed; the natives would not come to her aid; they never meddled with the affairs of the whites. Chapter XXVIII THE HISSING OF “ALCIDE” There was a strange and ominous murmur of voices, a shuffling of feet in the gallery, a silence, which was like the silence before a storm.
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